New York reinforces what many like about themselves.
It does nothing more, nothing less.
It is a feeling that cannot truly be described by words,
because it is exactly what it is – a feeling, an instinct.
It is what destroys us, breaks us down,
builds and creates us with each breath.
It lives in all of us, layered between our public side
and our private side.
It is in a constant state of becoming.
It is virtue and vice, weak and strong.
You heart NY, because you heart you.

Hi, the picture of the old man in a brown suit smoking a cigarette is taken by Hanneli Mustaparta and it appeared on her blog hanneli.com and advancedstyle. Me as a photographer get very angry when people don’t credit people for their work, so please credit her for this picture.

I think that you might be interested by my blog:http://galessandrini.blogspot.fr/
It features many images of lost landmarks and NY places…
I still have a few thousands of photos taken in the 90’s to scan…
Would you include a link to my blog on your wonderful site ?